Talking Clock!!!

CLOCK
A drunk was proudly showing off his new apartment to a couple of his friends late one night. He led the way to his bedroom where there was a big brass gong and a mallet.

'What's that big brass gong?' one of the guests asked.

'It's not a gong. It's a talking clock,' the drunk replied.
'A talking clock? Seriously?' asked his astonished friend.
'Yup,' replied the drunk.

'How's it work?' the friend asked, squinting at it.
'Watch,' the drunk replied. He picked up the mallet, gave the gong an ear-shattering pound, and stepped back.

The three stood looking at one another for a moment.......
Suddenly, someone on the other side of the wall screamed, 'You ass-hole! It's three-fifteen in the morning!'

At least i got to tell you i Love you r.i.p.

the hardest thing about someone you love dieing isnt nessecarily the parts you would think of

of course its hard when you cry because of the death, the calling hours, the final viewing, and the mass

but what is the worst is how your at a home full of family just like it used to be talking n having a good time so for a split second you turn around to look for them but then you remember they are gone

='(

i miss my gramma